OUR OWN OLYMPUS
A Hogwarts Twist on Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet"
Written by Daniel Odysseus
TYPE OF STORY: The tragic romance between Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley,
the children of two enemies. A 13,000-word novelette based on the main
events in Shakespeare's play "Romeo and Juliet."
RATING: PG-13, for murder, suicide, and language. No strong sexual themes
employed.
DISCLAIMER: "Our Own Olympus" is based on the characters featured in JK
Rowling's Harry Potter series. The plot lines and actions of the Harry Potter characters are based on of William Shakespeare's tragedy "Romeo and
Juliet."**
PART SIX:
The next morning, Ginny met Draco unexpectedly in the Hogwarts foyer before breakfast. Both of them were early risers; no one else was in the foyer.
"Nice ring," Draco said to Ginny, as she approached.
"It's from Thomas," she said. "But it means nothing."
"Oh, it means something," Draco said angrily. "It means you're marrying him."
"No," Ginny replied. "It means that I am engaged to him."
"What's the difference?"
"You need to brush up on your mythology, Mr. Malfoy. Then you'd know perfectly well that Venus only toyed with the hearts of mortal men," Ginny answered sweetly. "The only real man she could love was Mars." She kissed him, even more passionately than they had kissed the night before.
"Ginny, I love you," Draco said. "And I'd never thought I'd say that about a Weasley."
"I love you, too," she smiled. "And I never thought that I would say that about a Malfoy."
They kissed again.
"Marry me, Ginny," Draco said. "I don't have a ring, like Thomas, or anything else, but I do know what I feel, and I have love in my heart for you."
"You always know just what to say," Ginny smiled. "Yes, I will marry you."
They opened the door to the Great Hall. It was so early that only Dumbledore was in there, eating a bowl of porridge at the High Table.
"If it isn't the two lovebirds," Dumbledore smiled.
"How does he know?" Ginny asked Draco.
"I told him," Draco confessed. "And I don't regret it."
"Of course not," Ginny replied. She kissed him on the cheek.
"Not to spoil your breakfast, but this came for you, Miss Weasley," Dumbledore said. "An owl just dropped it by.
Dear Ginny, Thomas just wrote us last night, telling us that you accepted his proposal! I can't believe it, my little baby girl getting married! Dad and I will be up later today, at two-thirty, before we leave for Romania to visit Charlie, to have lunch with you and Thomas. Thomas suggested a wedding before you return to school after Christmas; he's so anxious to be your husband. I love that! So the date will be probably before you return to school. Oh, and it's such a great match! The Thomases are rich, and we certainly need the money; I'm on my last frying pan, and we can't afford a new one. But what's more important is that you love him! We'll see you today! Love, Mum
PS: I wanted Dad to sign this letter, too, but he's out feuding with that detestable Lucius Malfoy over some Dark Arts items that Dad found in their basement. He's trying to get that Lucius thrown into Azkaban once and for all. Hopefully, that son of his will go with him. I've heard quite horrid things about Draco from Ron, so hopefully he won't bully you for much longer.
Ginny glanced up at Draco, who had turned white.
"This is bad," he said slowly. "Ginny, once they're here, you're marrying Thomas."
"I know that," Ginny replied. "My God, why are they doing this?"
"You accepted the proposal," Draco said. "Ginny, you have to break it right now."
"Everyone will flip, you know," Ginny reminded.
"Yeah," Draco agreed, "but it has to be done."
"I just we could get married right now, right at this very minute," Ginny sighed, "and then... Oh, I don't know."
"Wait a minute!" Draco exclaimed. "Wait just a minute... He charged up to the High Table. "Professor Dumbledore."
"Mm?" Dumbledore asked, looking up from his porridge. "How may I help you, Mr. Malfoy?"
"You preside over those services every Sunday in the Great Hall, don't you, Professor?"
"I believe so," Dumbledore replied. "Why?"
Draco smiled warmly, and took Ginny's hand. "Could you marry us?"
Dumbledore actually spit the porridge out of his mouth in shock. "I beg your pardon?"
"Could you marry us?" Ginny asked. "Right now."
"I suppose, but-" Dumbledore began. He shook his head. "I see you two have made up your minds about this."
"Completely," Draco said.
"And there's no way of changing them?" Dumbledore asked. "I've never done a wedding before. Well, there was that one time, but that involved an ogre and a hag... Really an interesting story-"
Draco cleared his throat.
"Erm," Dumbledore began, standing up. "All right, then, if you wish to proceed..."
Hermione stumbled into the Great Hall.
"Hermione!" Ginny called, racing down the length of the Great Hall, greeting her other best friend. "I'm getting married!" She knew that she shouldn't have told anyone, but then again, she was bursting to tell someone, and who better to confide in than her best friend?
"I know, Thomas told me," Hermione said sleepily.
"No, not to him," Ginny explained. "To someone else. Right now!"
Hermione gave her an odd look. "Ginny, go back to sleep. You're delusional. The only other person in here is Draco Malfoy, and-" She let out a surprised yelp. "You're not marrying Draco Malfoy!"
"We kissed at the party last night," Ginny confessed. "And I love him more than I've ever loved anyone before in my life."
"Are you sure?" Hermione scowled. "I mean, remember how nasty the Malfoys have been to your family?"
"Draco's different," Ginny explained. "Now, Hermione, I need you to stand at the door. Don't let Ron or Harry in, at all costs! Or Thomas, either. And please, don't tell them..."
"Fine," Hermione grumbled. "I'll do it... It's not like I have a life, or as if I was hungry anyway..."
"Thanks, Granger," Draco chimed.
"Well, fine, then," Dumbledore muttered nervously. "You two, are you sure about this?"
"More sure than I've been about anything in my life," Draco said truthfully, his grip tightening on his love's hand. "Please marry us, Professor Dumbledore."
Dumbledore sighed, and adjusted his half-moon glasses. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here on this day of 19 December to witness the union of Mr. Draco Lucifer Malfoy and Miss Virginia Margaret Weasley..."
A Hogwarts Twist on Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet"
Written by Daniel Odysseus
TYPE OF STORY: The tragic romance between Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley,
the children of two enemies. A 13,000-word novelette based on the main
events in Shakespeare's play "Romeo and Juliet."
RATING: PG-13, for murder, suicide, and language. No strong sexual themes
employed.
DISCLAIMER: "Our Own Olympus" is based on the characters featured in JK
Rowling's Harry Potter series. The plot lines and actions of the Harry Potter characters are based on of William Shakespeare's tragedy "Romeo and
Juliet."**
PART SIX:
The next morning, Ginny met Draco unexpectedly in the Hogwarts foyer before breakfast. Both of them were early risers; no one else was in the foyer.
"Nice ring," Draco said to Ginny, as she approached.
"It's from Thomas," she said. "But it means nothing."
"Oh, it means something," Draco said angrily. "It means you're marrying him."
"No," Ginny replied. "It means that I am engaged to him."
"What's the difference?"
"You need to brush up on your mythology, Mr. Malfoy. Then you'd know perfectly well that Venus only toyed with the hearts of mortal men," Ginny answered sweetly. "The only real man she could love was Mars." She kissed him, even more passionately than they had kissed the night before.
"Ginny, I love you," Draco said. "And I'd never thought I'd say that about a Weasley."
"I love you, too," she smiled. "And I never thought that I would say that about a Malfoy."
They kissed again.
"Marry me, Ginny," Draco said. "I don't have a ring, like Thomas, or anything else, but I do know what I feel, and I have love in my heart for you."
"You always know just what to say," Ginny smiled. "Yes, I will marry you."
They opened the door to the Great Hall. It was so early that only Dumbledore was in there, eating a bowl of porridge at the High Table.
"If it isn't the two lovebirds," Dumbledore smiled.
"How does he know?" Ginny asked Draco.
"I told him," Draco confessed. "And I don't regret it."
"Of course not," Ginny replied. She kissed him on the cheek.
"Not to spoil your breakfast, but this came for you, Miss Weasley," Dumbledore said. "An owl just dropped it by.
Dear Ginny, Thomas just wrote us last night, telling us that you accepted his proposal! I can't believe it, my little baby girl getting married! Dad and I will be up later today, at two-thirty, before we leave for Romania to visit Charlie, to have lunch with you and Thomas. Thomas suggested a wedding before you return to school after Christmas; he's so anxious to be your husband. I love that! So the date will be probably before you return to school. Oh, and it's such a great match! The Thomases are rich, and we certainly need the money; I'm on my last frying pan, and we can't afford a new one. But what's more important is that you love him! We'll see you today! Love, Mum
PS: I wanted Dad to sign this letter, too, but he's out feuding with that detestable Lucius Malfoy over some Dark Arts items that Dad found in their basement. He's trying to get that Lucius thrown into Azkaban once and for all. Hopefully, that son of his will go with him. I've heard quite horrid things about Draco from Ron, so hopefully he won't bully you for much longer.
Ginny glanced up at Draco, who had turned white.
"This is bad," he said slowly. "Ginny, once they're here, you're marrying Thomas."
"I know that," Ginny replied. "My God, why are they doing this?"
"You accepted the proposal," Draco said. "Ginny, you have to break it right now."
"Everyone will flip, you know," Ginny reminded.
"Yeah," Draco agreed, "but it has to be done."
"I just we could get married right now, right at this very minute," Ginny sighed, "and then... Oh, I don't know."
"Wait a minute!" Draco exclaimed. "Wait just a minute... He charged up to the High Table. "Professor Dumbledore."
"Mm?" Dumbledore asked, looking up from his porridge. "How may I help you, Mr. Malfoy?"
"You preside over those services every Sunday in the Great Hall, don't you, Professor?"
"I believe so," Dumbledore replied. "Why?"
Draco smiled warmly, and took Ginny's hand. "Could you marry us?"
Dumbledore actually spit the porridge out of his mouth in shock. "I beg your pardon?"
"Could you marry us?" Ginny asked. "Right now."
"I suppose, but-" Dumbledore began. He shook his head. "I see you two have made up your minds about this."
"Completely," Draco said.
"And there's no way of changing them?" Dumbledore asked. "I've never done a wedding before. Well, there was that one time, but that involved an ogre and a hag... Really an interesting story-"
Draco cleared his throat.
"Erm," Dumbledore began, standing up. "All right, then, if you wish to proceed..."
Hermione stumbled into the Great Hall.
"Hermione!" Ginny called, racing down the length of the Great Hall, greeting her other best friend. "I'm getting married!" She knew that she shouldn't have told anyone, but then again, she was bursting to tell someone, and who better to confide in than her best friend?
"I know, Thomas told me," Hermione said sleepily.
"No, not to him," Ginny explained. "To someone else. Right now!"
Hermione gave her an odd look. "Ginny, go back to sleep. You're delusional. The only other person in here is Draco Malfoy, and-" She let out a surprised yelp. "You're not marrying Draco Malfoy!"
"We kissed at the party last night," Ginny confessed. "And I love him more than I've ever loved anyone before in my life."
"Are you sure?" Hermione scowled. "I mean, remember how nasty the Malfoys have been to your family?"
"Draco's different," Ginny explained. "Now, Hermione, I need you to stand at the door. Don't let Ron or Harry in, at all costs! Or Thomas, either. And please, don't tell them..."
"Fine," Hermione grumbled. "I'll do it... It's not like I have a life, or as if I was hungry anyway..."
"Thanks, Granger," Draco chimed.
"Well, fine, then," Dumbledore muttered nervously. "You two, are you sure about this?"
"More sure than I've been about anything in my life," Draco said truthfully, his grip tightening on his love's hand. "Please marry us, Professor Dumbledore."
Dumbledore sighed, and adjusted his half-moon glasses. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here on this day of 19 December to witness the union of Mr. Draco Lucifer Malfoy and Miss Virginia Margaret Weasley..."